This last week I was snowed in for a few days. (By the way, this never happened to me in California. I'm just going to get that off my chest right now.) And inevitably I ran out of granny smith apples.
I only buy one or two at a time. I do not know why. They just seem so big.
After two days of being snowed in, with a small wedge of gruyere still staring up at me every time I opened the fridge (which was a lot, because, hey-snow days are for eating) I decided to face the icy roads for an apple.
I bought other things at the store too. Just so I wouldn't look like a total crazy face.
But I was there for the apple.
And when I got home I made of one these sandwiches. And the universe sighed its satisfaction.
Or maybe that was me.
Pretty cool life I have, huh? Don't be jealous now.
Oh, by the way… we (at Red Velvet) have a new website Just saying.